Short Loamy Poems

Light should be given to all
Leading light is the best example
Loamy land is farmers' favourite
Lubed words smoothly go deep
Land softly on reader mind
Language of fact, reality, and truth
Last for long years, if not forever...

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seek above seedless sky
rains down in loamy
soil there to lie

rise up eyes up
homage to the sun
life anew morning dew
to buds that grew
the spring has sprung

now then once again
old friend comes then
welcome to the one...

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Homey Domey Gomey Loamy Foamy Stoamy Roamy Doo
Delighted mice are dancing, around the kitty fiddler’s shoe
an hour ago I counted happy rodents numbering up to sixty-two
None of them realizing they are being led to a pot of tasty mousey stew...

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With my weary steps
my weary shadow
sways and staggers 
slowly,

   as impatient winds
   nudge me on and I
   must obey 
   grudgingly;

for now I must leave
this ancient vale in whose
deep, loamy bosom 
lie

   living memories
   of living yesteryears,
   loved ones for whom I 
   sigh....

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The sky is clear bright and open
Showcasing the glowing patterns
I traced while lying down
Snuggled against dewy grass on loamy soil

My spirit soars amidst the amidst the updraft
and my heart returns to visit
the feeling of home

Your spirit is here
Wrapped about our love
Our shared memories
Etched into the fabric of unchanging stars...

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have you ever
wondered what life
could be if you
never had to sweep
another hardwood floor?
never had to fold
another fitted sheet?

i had a dream
where i was
a carrot; wrapped 
in loamy love,
green leaves slaking
their thirst on sunlight.
i don't wonder anymore

when i close my human
eyes, earth worms tickle
my orange stomach,
& i laugh my new
vegetable laugh....

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Compelling to absorb pressure 
Like water to a sandy soil 
To make things to be of pleasure 
For his family with his toil 

He doesn't become weary
As water unto clay 
That never give way teary
Even when it isn't a lovely day 

Bills have to be payable 
To keep bearing covers 
As loamy do bear fruits of bubbles 
Verily the feeding in folds recovers 

Happy father's day to all fathers 
And the ones to come 
Afterwards out of been brothers 
Live to be the best chum...

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